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... t morning felt hollow.
No screams. No alarms. Just... silence.
I sat up slowly. My body felt like it had been rolled down a mountain. Bruises, cuts, salt-sore skin. Everyone around me looked the same...battered, sunken-eyed, half-alive.
Zaara was curled on her side, still asleep, her lips were dry and cracked. Carter leaned against the wall.
Even Nomi, usually the first to pace or complain, sat hunched over with her knees to her chest.
We were still grievi ...
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